Hunting Cay OP

The most idyllic location in British military history. A permanent OP on a small, palm-fringed, white sand island in the Caribbean, where scrawny, white, spotty herberts turned themselves into bronzed Adonises, whilst simultaneously fulfilling their duty to Queen and Country.

One could be forgiven for never having heard of this place, but as it came under the auspices of a Belize posting, scribbling Hunting Cay on your dream sheet would've been met with nothing more than quizzical and/or baffled looks from the admin bod. It was a hit and miss affair. The lucky ones got this place, and the 'unlucky' ones got dicked for being eaten alive on the Guatemalan border.